My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Walking into the room, Ernest put Florence on the sofa. He did not leave immediately; instead, he stood in front of her and looked at her meaningfully.

Florence was a little drunk, but her mind was still clear.

She was a little uneasy being stared at by him. She whispered, "Mr. Hawkins, is there anything else?"

Ernest scrutinized her and asked, "What happened to you at Style Hotel that night?”

Florence was stunned with panic. Why did he ask that suddenly? Did he already know that what Phoebe said was a lie? About what happened that night with her, she didn't want to share with anyone, especially an unfamiliar man like Ernest.

Florence shook her head, "Nothing happened."

Seeing her being so nervous suddenly, Ernest narrowed his eyes, "Tell me the truth."

"Wh... What I said is the truth."

Florence pulled her clothes with her fingers nervously. And she was trying her best to stay calm.

Ernest stared at her as if he knew she was lying.

he could not convince himself that it was also a coincidence that she could arouse his sexual desire as well. He never

sofa, and suddenly approached her. "You don’t have to tell me. I can prove it by

did he

danger once

away, "Mr. Hawkins, if you have

wrist and clasped her hands on top of her head, while

hand on her waist was like red-hot iron that made her

not interested in her and only wanted to have a fake engagement? What was he doing

when she started talking, she heard Ernest’s cold voice as if he was judging

is too thin." He pinched her

keep her figure slim. Now he was saying that her

Florence's mouth twitched.

up to her

frowned slightly. "Those are too big."

Florence, "..."

stuffed two pieces of foam on her boobs. Her size was 34B. No matter how

looked up, she saw Ernest suddenly getting so close to hers

beat so fast. Was he trying to kiss